"
"You were right enough there, for it is good, but I have a copyright,
which the young lady should have seen and respected. Will you make
a correction in your next issue?"
"I certainly will, Mr. Brooke, and be glad to. You don't think
that I would have published the verses had I known the truth?"
"No, I hope not. You might call the young lady's attention to
the fact, while you are about it."
"I would do so gladly, but she has left town. She is making a
tour of the towns in the neighborhood."
"And getting up a reputation on other persons' literary efforts,"
laughed Brooke. "Well, send me the paper. Sorry you were fooled
that way. Take the News and you won't be again. Goodbye."
"That is the cheekiest thing I ever heard," laughed Percival, "taking
a thing bodily and claiming it as your own. I should call that
stealing, if I were asked about it."
"That's what it is," replied Brooke, "but it is a very common
practice with some papers. Why, I had an editor show me an article
of my own, and ask me if I did not think it quite clever. One of
his compositors had written it, he said. I said a few things myself."
"I imagine you did!" chuckled Dick. "Well, I am glad we have
settled this matter.
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